Most of the time I find the perfect present for the people on my gift list. There are excepions to the rule as in the case of the not-so-perfect dish towels gone bad.
Jon needed dish towels, so I went to the dollar store and found some man-type kitchen towels, which cost a dollar each. So far, so good. The colors were white and yellow plaid, green and white plaid, and burgundy with navy and yellow trim. Again, so far, so good. They were 100% cotton absorbant. 'Not bad for a buck apiece', I thought. So, I bought them.
After going through the laundry, just once, they shrunk to wash-cloth size with lovely puckered edges. To make matters worse, every time Jon or I went to wipe water or spilled coffee off the counter, the towels just spread the liquid around. So much for being absorbant.
The long and short of it, the towels got thrown in the trash barrel. They weren't even suitable to take to the barn due to their lack of absorbancy. Everytime we dipped the towels in water, the water beaded off of them like RainX on a windshield.
Like they say, "You get what you pay for."
6 comments:
valentines card at dollar store $1
chocolates at dollar store $1
finally getting some, priceless
yep you right you get what you pay for
Getting some what?
nookie, crumpet , action , a trip to heaven and back, riding the bucking bronco, coffee in bed, leading the stallion to the watering hole.
not sure what you old people call it,
not sure if its legal your state, and if it is legal is there a tax on it.
wait , i thought "getting some" meant the same thing in the USA as it does in Canada
Tsk, tsk, lightly. Your getting a bit frisky these days. Must be spring is in the air.
Pam, Pam (sigh)
First off, there is no such thing as "man-type dish towels." Real men don't dry dishes. Most of us don't even use dishes. We eat takeout pizza over the sink and throw away the big cardboard dish it comes on. Sardines can be eaten directly from the can, so no dish towel needed there. Beer bottles can be dropped into the recycle box still dripping. And even when a dish needs washing, the felicitous confluence of time, air and gravity will serve to dry dishes without manly intervention. Jon surely knows all this, but clearly did not want to offend you by pointing it out. Next time you go to the dollar store, get Jon some nice dollar pliers or something.
Newt
Ev, whaddya mean, real men don't dry dishes?! They not only dry them, they do them.
Nice to hear from you.
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